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I don't care WHAT happens...

On the farm, every Friday
On the farm, it's chicken pie day.
So, every Friday that ever comes along,
I get up early and sing this little song

Run chicken – run chicken – Run! Run! Run!
Run chicken – run chicken – Run! Run! Run!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Goes the farmer's gun.
Run, chicken, run, chicken, run.

Run chicken – run chicken – Run! Run! Run!
Don't give the farmer his fun! Fun! Fun!
He'll get by
Without his chicken pie
So run chicken – run chicken – Run! Run! Run!
 
I am sure the feathers are not low carb :crazy:
CAROL
 
The little ones are sitting by me in their box watching the computer and are now worried, especially as I am mixing the sage and onion up!! :lol: :lol: :lol:
 
gave chicks some corn on the cob today.I was so excited...they looked at me as though I was really weird and went back to eating the chick crumbs!!!
 
Yorksman .
The balut thing is horrendous :thumbdown:

Ugh good grief !!!
Thats a shocking cruel end - to nature forming a new life :shock: :thumbdown:

Anna.
 
Well, I thought I was quite worldy, especially food wise - but, BALUT?!?

 
I don't think I'd even go into a bar if they served that. It's enough to put you off your beer.
 
The chick like sweet pepers!! What a rampage!!!
Will try that again when I have seen if it upsets their tummies

By the way having an indoor farm is not good for the hayfever or astma...nor smell!!
But they are lovely!!
 
IT's all gone terribly quiet around here... :think:
 
Where'd y'all go?!
 
Run out of silly things to say maybe :lol:
 
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